I looked at Kyle as if he was crazy. I mean, Remus was the nicest, coolest, and most calm Gryffindor I know, how could he be a were-wolf? I started laughing as if it was a joke. But no one else did. I was scared.

“What? Remus a were-wolf? That’s laughable!” Sirius said, while I was laughing. He looked over at me and smiled, it was liked I was only here to prove a point.

“Well, then please explain where he goes off to the few days before and after the full-moon?”

“My mother is sick and I have t-to go visit her o-once a month. Those days j-just work the b-best,” Remus told him. I was so surprised that he was stuttering he must have been really nervous, this scared me even more.

“Remus…” I said, I sounded like I was pleading. He looked over and gave that reassuring smile of his. I took a deep breath and said, “You are, aren’t you?” You're a…a… were-wolf…” Just saying the words sent shills down my spine. It was a scary thought, and now I was so sure of the answer. I didn’t think that I could handle the truth; but a lie would only make things worse. I wasn’t sure what I wanted.

Remus looked at me as he wasn’t sure how to respond to my question. He looked at Sirius, who was just standing there looking pale and, for once, not saying anything. Peter was just standing there with a blank expression on his face; I doubt he knew what was going on. He’s so dim-witted.

Then I looked over at Kyle. He had a look of knowing on his face and looked like he had just won the lottery, no not the lottery; it looked like he had the world in the palm of his hand.

“Just admit it wolf, what can you lose? I mean, other than your opportunity to be here, your friends—including my girlfriend, and most off, the wonderful thing that you guys call popularity.”

Then all of a sudden the doors opened once again. In came the wonderful and spectacular James Potter and my heart sank to my stomach. Now don’t get me wrong, I was happy top se James, I was just hoping it would have been Dumbledore or some other teacher. Oh well, maybe James can help.

James looked from Remus to Sirius to Kyle then me. “Why is everyone so tense, Andy?” he said this with a little chuckle and looked serious. “Really why?”

“Kyle accused Remus of being a… a… I'm sorry, I can't say it!” I felt liked such a wimp, but the more I said it the more it became a reality.

“He accused me of being a were-wolf,” Remus said, not looking at James, not even Kyle, he was looking at me. I ran my fingers nervously through my hair. I felt all traces of worry disappear when Remus came up to me and his hand around me. I don’t know why, but it made me feel safe. Which was weird because he was a were-you-know-what.

Kyle then came over, removed Remus’ arm and yelled, “How dare you!? You filthy were-wolf, you stay away from me and my girlfriend! You foul little—“

But Kyle was cut off as the glorious and magnificent Dumbledore pranced through the doors. “Well Mr. Camacho, that is a very big accusation. Are you sure you want to make something like that?” he asked as he walked in.

“Oh yes, I know its true, I have many resources and ideas, and I just know!”

“Well then, I'm regretful to tell you that you are right…”

I neither said nothing nor did anything like I thought I would. I just felt here tears roll down my face. The taste was bittersweet, jut like everything in life.

“Now, I would advise none of you to tell anyone, otherwise you shall all be expelled. Oh and Miss Snape, your brother already knows, so you can talk to him about it if you find need.” And with that he was off. No one moved, no one said anything, but I knew there was a huge void between not only me and Remus but me and all of the Marauders. I felt like I was now only a Slytherin like if I talked to them then they would kill me.

Kyle left. He said nothing, he was disappointed, and he could tell no one about how amazing he was about finding out Remus’ secret. I started to leave, but as I went Remus yelled, “I’m sorry…” the yell was weak and sad sounding. I looked over at him and smiled. I went left, pushing the elaborate doors open, and felt my eyes start to swell. I ran outside.

I really wanted to talk to Sev, this was such a big thing and I couldn’t stand not talking to him tonight. I knew that he would be asleep by now. I would have to sneak up into the sixth year and wake him up. It wasn’t a fun thing to do.

One time when I went up to go talk to Severus and Luscious Malfoy caught me and called me a perv. I mean ME! I know you people like Cissy or Bella, but not me. I was the most non boy crazed fifth year. No one except Sev knew about James so everyone thought I just didn’t like guys, which at some times I wished I didn’t.

I was walking rather slowly. And I wasn’t sure why, though. I had never really looked at my surrounding properly. The walls were covered with pictures of different witches and wizard, animals, including a giraffe and some other African type wild life; some of the animals or people were going from one another's frames.

We had no such pictures in our house. Mine and Sev’s father was a Muggle and he hates magic. Sometimes I wonder why he lets us come even come here, more so, I wonder why he even married my mother in the first place.

Thinking about my home life sent chills down my spine. The only thing that ever made going home for holidays bearable was Sev, or at least it used to be. Last summer my dad was so mad that he wouldn’t let Sev come home. He went and strayed with a bunch of his friends. It was the worst summer ever. I only came out when my dad was at work; otherwise I locked myself up in my room. My mum didn’t even care.

Sev said that it was the best summer he had ever had and so I told him that it was nice for me too. I hate seeing him sad or scared for me. I didn’t want him to feel bad that he had his very best summer without me.

Before I had noticed I had walked outside and was now standing down by the lake. I cold wind beat against my face as I put my feet in the ice cold water of the lake.

The lake—I’ve had so many happy times here that it’s really insane. I laid my head up against the same tree that Remus was sitting at the last time we were all here together.

I knew things would never be the same. But what should I care? I'm a Slytherin and I shouldn’t care that the Gryffindors and I couldn’t be friends anymore, we shouldn’t have been friends in the first place. But seeing as I love James; I had to be their friend. It was so confusing!

I had too much on my mind. I had Sev and my home life, Remus being a were-wolf, and my friendship with the Marauders. And then there was Kyle. I don’t know what I had gotten into him. I mean, I have no idea what would have caused him to act this way. Then again, I didn’t know him very well, and this was just how a Slytherin would act. I guess I’ll just ask him when we go to Hogsmead this weekend. For some reason I still can’t believe that I'm going to Hogsmead with someone, even if it’s not the man of my dreams.

I got up, knowing that I should go and wake Sev. I sighed deeply and started my ascent back to the school. I wasn’t in the mood to I walked briskly and reached the school in no time at all. The moment I stepped inside I was covered by James’ invisibility cloak. He took my hand and led me down the hall and up to the Gryffindor common room. He said the password (I had to cover my ears as he did) and the Fat Lady let us in even though she couldn’t see either of us.

We ended up going to the sixth year dormitory. The room was occupied by Peter, Remus, Sirius, and now James and me. I looked from Sirius to Peter to James, but I wouldn’t look at Remus, I just couldn’t.

“So… is there a point to you bringing me up here or did you do it just for kicks?” I said after no one had said anything for five minutes or so.

“Well, I just wanted to, you know, say goodbye…” Remus said softly. I looked over at him, but he just adverted his eyes from mine. I wasn’t really sure what to say. I mean, how could you stop being friends with someone you really like just because they’re a were-wolf? But then again, how in the world could I be friends with a were-wolf? It was just so… bewildering!

“Remus… how could you think I would want to ‘say goodbye’? You’re my best Gryffindor friend—no offense.” I added to James, Peter, and James.

“What about Kyle, you’ll get in a row with him if he finds out your still hanging out with us,” James said.

“Well, that’s his problem. If he really likes me then he won’t care who my friends are. I just hope he still wants to Hogsmead with me this weekend.” I said the latter in a whisper more to myself than anyone else. James, who was standing right next to me, gave me a weird a weird look, but said nothing of it.

“Well loves, although I would just love to spend all night up here with you, I need to go to class tomorrow and sleep would be nice. Plus, I really need to talk to your favorite person in the world—Severus!”

“Yeah,” James said at the same time Sirius said, “oooo.” I smiled then flipped him off jokingly. I grabbed James’ hand and lead him out of the dorm and under the cloak.

I told James where the Slytherin common room was that way he could walk and I would just have to follow as I drowned in my thoughts. No one was out all night, which made me very happy. Although I knew I was invisible, I didn’t want to have to bother with trying to stay quiet and dodge someone.

We were walking when I felt something rap on my shoulder. I thought it was James at first, but turned around and was surprised to see a phoenix, which I easily recognized as recognized as Dumbledore’s phoenix, which was named Fawks.

He had a letter in his beak, which I took. Fawks flew away, probably up to Dumbledore’s office.

I opened the letter which read:

Dear Salal,

Please come to my office immediately. And please bring Mr. James Potter with you, for I know that you are probably with him at this moment.

Yours Sincerely,

Albus Dumbledore

PS: I enjoy Lemon Drops

“James,” I said, lifting my head up from the letter. “Chang of plans, we need to go to Dumbledore’s office. I wonder what he wants; he didn’t mention anything about Remus, Sirius, or Peter…”

James grunted and turned around so we could walk in the complete other direction. We walked for anther five minutes before we reached Dumbledore’s office. James explained what the “ps” meant, and that it was the password to get into his office.

We walked in and I was half surprised not to see Remus and the others. I guess it just had to deal with me, James—and Sev? Severus had just walked into the elaborate room. He seemed like he had no idea what was going on. He smiled brightly at me, and then glared his heart out at James.

Dumbledore smiled at us happily, but wait for awhile. I whispered a hello to Sev, but he was cold and just shrugged me off. It was at that moment that I noticed that my arm was locked with James. I removed it immediately. Not wanting Sev or James to get the wrong—or right—impression.

Dumbledore walked in moments later. He looked happy, but you could tell he was just trying to hide how worried he was. He looked us over, as if he was trying to decide what to say.

"Severus, I called you in here so you could know about the recent events that have taken place over this evening…" Dumbledore continued to tell him about what happened, but my mind had wondered to the person standing next to me, the person who as this moment just grabbed my hand, the person who just my heart to the moon.

Dumbledore sent Sev out, leaving just James and me. He then asked James to leave, saying he needed to talk to me in private. I smiled at him, and shugged. He left.

"Salal, I have noticed that you have become rather close to the 'Marauders'—especially James—and I just hope that you don’t let this ruin your friendship with them. Nothing, and I mean nothing, should tear ones friendship apart," Dumbledore told me.

"No, no. Just please try and get some sleep." With that Dumbledore went out of sight, so I left, not knowing what else to do. I didn’t want to walk to the common room all alone. As I reached the end of the stairs I saw James standing there, waiting for me.

"Hey, Andy. Would you still like me to escort you to your common room?" he asked, taking my arm in his and began walking.

"That would be very generous of you."

"I've been thinking, Andy—"

"That's never a good idea for you," I interjected.

"Ha-ha, but really. And after this whole incident of tonight I've realized something. I don’t want to lose you…"

"W-what are you saying?" My heart was beating more rapidly than the drums in a hardcore band.

"I'm saying—asking, is more the word—if you would go out with me?"

A/N: I am soooooooooooooooooo, soooooooooooooooooo, soooooooooooooooooo, soooooooooooooooooo, soooooooooooooooooo sorry about the wait on this! I didn’t expect it to take this long. I had it almost done and then I was grounded for a month! I hope you can forgive me! I'm more sorry about this than you can understand. But here it is! I hope that you enjoyed it!